Monday, July 6, 2015

Wordle #206


Collapsed dream
The membrane of which
Serves as a trampoline

Escaping mistakes
On the upward
Rush of air

Open doors
Are conduits
In and out

Hearts, too,
Are conduits
For the flow of love

Splintered hopes
Each shard
The birth of a new dream

Crack the ice
Of fear
There is life

Quilts are made
From many pieces
Old and new

Crows flap and caw
As you stagger
Gasping the new air

Clay, wet, malleable
Hardens
Becomes

Grain by grain
Our life
Through the hourglass

Bones, linked chains
Memory
And ancient history

Crawled I from the slime
To the sublime
In my lifetime

(quilts, open, grain, collapse, heart, clay, crows, splintered, escaping, crack, crawled, bones)
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12 comments:

  1. brenda wJuly 6, 2015 at 4:19 AM

    The words brought hope to your piece, too. Something about crawling through the darkness brings us to light. I love your last tercet. So glad to be writing with you again!

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  2. Jae RoseJuly 6, 2015 at 6:57 AM

    From crawling out of the slime to dreaming..perhaps that is the evolution of life..or a day!

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  3. Cressida de NovaJuly 6, 2015 at 7:09 AM

    Splintered hopes..nice phrase. New dreams are always possible !

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  4. AnonymousJuly 6, 2015 at 7:23 AM

    Splintered hopes is a good description that makes sense to the mind and the heart. This is deeply felt and well written,

    Elizabeth

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  5. VictoriaJuly 6, 2015 at 2:45 PM

    You begin with darkness but then the light breaks through as fear is faced. Many good images. I especially like:

    Splintered hopes
    Each shard
    The birth of a new dream

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  6. Mama PajamaJuly 6, 2015 at 6:26 PM

    nice. mine ended up writing itself into lines of three as well!

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  7. CathyJuly 6, 2015 at 6:29 PM

    Beautiful written. Love how you kept everything compact with a great ending too.

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  8. annell4July 7, 2015 at 6:45 AM

    This is really well done. So much I like, from one line to the next, like steps over a stream and you wrap it up so beautifully, bones, memory, and ancient history.

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  9. veronicaJuly 7, 2015 at 1:26 PM

    Thank you for your comments. It's always nice to share stuff. :)

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  10. teriJuly 7, 2015 at 9:58 PM

    Working towards the light. Your poem does not give up. Wonderful wordle!

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  11. AmberJuly 7, 2015 at 11:10 PM

    Gorgeous that opening stanza wow!

    mindlovemisery

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  12. Magical Mystical TeacherJuly 8, 2015 at 6:44 AM

    Bouncing on a dream as if it were a trampoline---I love that image!

    Whirling with Marge

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